Milova Matthias

My eyne and my heart are at mortal war!
For thy beauty art all the better part of me.
But since thy love I love and thy tasty worth
I do forgive thee, oh sweet gentle thief!
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I salute thee African's beauty.
Nigeria's diva who hailed from Mbaise.
Orekelewa of the giant of Africa.
Whose beauty an elegant gait.
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I want to pick a word and think it through.
To plant an idea and watch it grow.
I want to smile and cry whenever I wanted to.
How will this be possible? Can someone tell me so?
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The dawn each day without thy prayers, does not arise.
O, how lovely the roses envy thy beauteous youth
But little are they compared to thy worth in thy daughter's eyes
For sweet looks sweet but sweeter is you!
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Save me not a cake, if ever you make one on my soon coming birthdays
I shall have died before those days can smell their sun
If this I say in this way does happened, bury me so I won't decay.
Resenting me not, for I died with no regret or grudge to none.
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Fear not I shall but even when I die,
Let not a stone nor marquee tell where I lie
Nor glands make their drop of tears
Let my death enjoy the peace its earned.
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My queen is proper African!
Made of cocoa oil and Shea butter
She is the pride of such compelling western saga
Striding with the unbeatable fashion of African swagger
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You are the lily of the day
The sunshine that always slay
You are the moon that seduces the sun
Keeping the clouds after you on the run
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Remember me not, even if this verse distills mine name
Lest thee by men because of me be embarrassed
Or lest i with my little birth, stain thy noble fame
Only bury me in thy heart, once I'm in clay compassed.
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With manners, I sing thy birth of many colours
Wishing you oh sweet and cute, gentle little thief
All good that's good and all the world's favours
Loving you so much for thy beaut steals all grief.
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I have found a lass
A bonnie lass
Amidst meekness and tales
Betwixt the world's beauties and fames
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Rushing waves, a light chilly breeze
Star strewn sky and moon lit seas
Tender hearts; so longer at ease
And souls entwined in eternal bliss!
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My lady is the direct opposite of beauty
Everything all men may count amiss
She is just not the crush of thousands or charity
She speaks before she even thinks.!
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Look, here lies the truth of life
And to think of it is best
Think it wrong or right
You can't counter it's spell
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There's nothing in this world I hate
In all her beauty and splendour
As much as I loathe your very age
That's kept my love behind closed doors
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In all the mornings I shall of my life spend
Promise I even before our evenings are fair
That your very smile shall be my daily dose
And your laughter, melt my pains and worries
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Yes! Yes I'd like to.
If it will make me see your face.
Oh yes! Yes I want to.
If I can love you by waiting for days.
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Bundle-less sights
Of unholy grittons.
Stacked on dumbfounded rafts.
Drifted to coast.
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I do not like Soyinka!
Except because I love him.
I do not like Soyinka!
That in obvious allure octogenarian man.
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Let me set woods of fire
To warm thy heart
With the pleasant smell
Of burning woods
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